Fever skin Songtext

von Torun Eriksen

He sends a message round her mind
She grabs hold of this sign
And brings it underneath fever-skin

Then they go round and round and round
He's searching she knows what she's found
And keeps it underneath fever-skin

They exchange hearts from time to time
By singing words that may not rhyme
But melodies start to grow
This language is strange

They stand here in this crowded place both hesitating looking for some space
To meet down underneath fever-skin

He shows her where to pick up love
She glows and picks it up slow
Now they make love underneath fever-skin

They exchange hearts from time to time
By singing words that may not rhyme
And melodies start to grow
This language is strange

She burns with fears and fever he can't wait to have and hold her
They laugh with no words spoken
Isn't it strange...
He's softer now than ever she stops playing cool and clever
They know with no words spoken that this language is strange...

They stand here in this crowded place both hesitating looking for some space
Just to meet down underneath fever-skin

Now he shows her where to pick up love
She glows and picks it up slow
Now they make love underneath fever-skin
Fever-skin...
Fever-skin...
Fever-skin...